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  • Id:

    951808f56201276fc14262e83bdf215254f5c71a6498297db076a168dc23b16d
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  • Prompt:

    Create a song, country style of a daily of $KALE Farmer that struggle with overheating PC every 3 hour and losing all his stack, and end up with gain nothing accept losing all his $KALE stack and LT Credit. Include this phrase on the lyric: "Oh shit, here we go again."

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    The $KALE Farmer's Struggle

  • Description:

    In this image, a man wearing a cowboy hat is standing in a field of green plants, possibly a farm or a garden. He appears to be the main focus of the scene, and his presence adds a sense of adventure and exploration to the environment. The plants surrounding him create a lush and vibrant atmosphere, which further emphasizes the man's connection to nature and the outdoors. The combination of the man's attire and the greenery in the background evokes a sense of nostalgia and a longing for simpler times.

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  • Lyrics:

    Title: The $KALE Farmer's Struggle
Tags: Country, Folk, Americana

Well, I wake up in the morning, boots hit the ground,  
Got a field full of $KALE, spreadin' all around.  
Plantin' every seed, keepin' track of the stack,  
But the damn PC’s heatin' up, and it’s all fallin' back.  
  
Oh shit, here we go again,  
Every three hours, it’s like the same old trend.  
My crops keep growin', but the damn machine,  
Keeps crashin' down, know what I mean?  
  
I’ve been workin' all day, but I’m gettin' no pay,  
Losing all my $KALE and that LT Credit today.  
Can't keep up with the tech, don’t know what to do,  
Got my cowboy hat on, but it’s me I’m losin’ too.  
  
Oh shit, here we go again,  
Another restart, and I start all over again.  
The crops might be green, but the screen turns red,  
And my heart keeps poundin’, I’m seein' the end.  
  
Now the day’s turnin' night, the field’s full of doubt,  
And I’m watchin' my dreams just burn out.  
All I wanted was to grow it, watch it thrive,  
But I can’t get ahead, can’t feel alive.  
  
Oh shit, here we go again,  
Lost all my $KALE, will I ever win?  
The farm’s still here, but it ain’t mine to keep,  
I’m just workin’ this field, diggin' way too deep.  
  
So I’ll tip my hat and take one last ride,  
Maybe tomorrow’s the day I’ll turn the tide.  
But for now, it’s a loss and it’s all too clear,  
I’m a $KALE farmer, and my PC’s fear.